Ling Xuewei was like a dull puppet, her porcelain-white face bloodless.
Those clear eyes were as dull as a lost elk.
Tears fell silently.
It's heartbreakingly sad.
******
Dream of Dian, a silvery world.
Under the dream tree, she closed her eyes, tears already streaming down her face.
Ling Xuewei seemed to have fallen into a dream, her brows filled with sadness and despair.
The fantasy dream of Dian will evoke the darkest, fearful and fearful things in people's hearts.
Joy, anger, sorrow, joy, love, evil, fear, the seven major forms of life, will be discovered here without any disguise.
Once you fall into a dream, you will be deeply trapped in the dream and it will be difficult to get out.
From love comes sorrow, from love comes fear.
Passionate people are always disturbed by ruthlessness. How many people in this world can withstand the troubles of love, hate, anger and ignorance?
Whether it is a god who is spotless and pure, or a mortal who works day and night in search of something, or an emperor who holds the power to control life and death, as long as there is desire, he will fall into a dream and cannot escape.
Humans, gods, demons, beasts.
No one was spared.
Beside Ling Xuewei, Bai Ze and Ling Ling were also asleep.
I don’t know what they were dreaming about, both of them looked very painful.
Behind them, silver tentacle-like branches suddenly moved, wrapping them into transparent silkworm chrysalis.
It seems like this is the breeding ground that nourishes them.
And these dream trees feed on people's dreams.
It will not end until the dreamer collapses or dies.
Here, no matter how advanced your cultivation is, it is useless.
Therefore, this place has become a forbidden place that countless monks dare not set foot on.
******
In a beautiful fantasy, Ling Xuewei is lying on a snow-white hotbed, with black hair like a waterfall, and she is as beautiful as a fairy.
But her face was getting whiter and whiter, bloodless, so pale that it was almost transparent.
Here, time has no trace.
She didn't know how much time had passed, so she could only fall into a dream.
One day, two days, three days.
One year, two years, three years.
Time flies and stars change.
It seemed like she had spent tens of thousands of years here.
She knew it was a dream, but she couldn't wake up.
It was as if there was a pair of invisible hands dragging her further and further away...
Gradually, death and fear disappeared from her dreams. They became calm, peaceful and indifferent.
Her whole body seemed to be in a warm lake, with the sun shining brightly and the birds singing and the flowers fragrant.
The sky, the mountains.
River, flowing water.
It was as if she was the only one in the world.
No more love, hate, separation.
No more worries and heartache.
Maybe this... is also good.
She may be destined to be alone. She came to this world alone, and she is destined to leave alone.
No one can stay with you forever.
Forever, such a ridiculous and far-off word.
If you don’t have extravagant expectations, you won’t be disappointed.
If they are destined to be separated, then she would rather never have it.
Slowly close your eyes and let your body sink into the water.
Deeper and deeper... until her back touched the soft sand and mud. She opened her eyes and saw a clear and blue world in front of her.
Isolated from the world and silent.
Her heart also calmed down.
Close your eyes and fall into a deep sleep.
******
"Weier, Weier..."
Faintly, it seemed as if someone was calling her.
One sound, another sound.
Who? Who?
"Weier, come back..."
return?
Where to go back?
Is there any place she can go back to?
No, no, this is her destination.
But the shouting never stopped.
That voice was low and anxious, so familiar that she... couldn't ignore it.
"Weier, you said you would always stay with me, have you forgotten?"
"You really have the heart to leave me alone?"
"If you don't wake up, I will devote everything to let the whole world be buried with you! You are mine, don't even think about leaving me in this life! Even if there is only a body, a touch of loess, and a wisp of soul left, you
You are destined to go to hell with me!"
"Different quilts in life, but the same hole in death, life after life, never separated."
"Weier, you can't get rid of me..."
******
Buzz!
Something flew out of the body and turned the calm lake upside down!
Ling Xuewei suddenly opened her eyes, her eyes clear!
It's Ye Mo Yan!
It's Ye Moyan's voice!
Stormy waves surged in my heart. Suddenly, the sky suddenly changed and violent winds raged!
The originally peaceful inner lake was broken!
This world is gradually cracking.
Just like her heart.
"In the three thousand dust particles, I would rather love and hate you! Wake up!"
"boom!"
Something suddenly shattered, and everything in front of me suddenly disappeared!
******
In Dreamland, Ling Xuewei suddenly opened her eyes!
Panting violently as if lacking oxygen!
Ling Xuewei subconsciously searched for that figure, but her eyes were completely dark and she couldn't see anything. She was at a loss, like a headless fly calling out to Ye Moyan.
"Ye Moyan! Come out!"
"Stop hiding, okay?!"
"I'm really angry when you do this!"
But the only answer she received was silence.
He's really not here.
Could it be...that all this is just her imagination?
But why was that voice so real? It almost made her think that Ye Moyan was really beside her!
Ling Xuewei's heart suddenly sank with joy, and she was a little distracted, so she didn't notice that the Brahma Realm on her finger emitted a faint purple light, and then disappeared.
At this moment, suddenly the entire Dreamland began to tremble violently!
Ling Xuewei was shocked!
"Baize! Lightning!"
Ling Xuewei sensed that Bai Ze and Ling Liang were nearby, and without caring about anything else, she tore off the tube-like branches around her body, crawled out of the pupa-like 'hotbed', and quickly came to them by feeling her way around.
"Wake up! Bai Ze! Lightning! Wake up!"
However, the two of them were still trapped in a dream and did not respond.
what to do?
If this continues, won't they all die here?!
At this moment, a sound like a bell suddenly sounded in Ling Xuewei's ears.
In the void, a figure appeared.
In an instant, pressure as heavy as a mountain rolled down, and it was so terrifying that people were frightened.
"Did you wake me up?"
The sound was as deep as a bell or drum, directly penetrating her eardrums and echoing loudly in her mind.
For a moment, Ling Xuewei's energy and blood surged, and she felt dizzy.
In the sky, the golden light gradually dissipated, revealing a man.
The man's appearance was majestic and angular, and he looked very young, but his eyes seemed to have gone through many vicissitudes of life, revealing a bit of desolation and loneliness that was hard to see through.
The terrifying coercion on his body almost made Ling Xuewei breathless, and even the air gradually became distorted.
"You can break my illusion. For thousands of years, you are the third person."
After finally waiting for the dizziness to pass, Ling Xuewei looked into the void, and with a flash of inspiration, she hesitated and said, "You...could it be Senior Qin Tian?"
"Quite clever."
Ling Xuewei was shocked!
She guessed it right!
Naturally, she had heard the legend about the Dian of Dreams, and also knew that this place was formed by the soul consciousness of Qin Tian, a great power in ancient times, who was known as the 'God King' when he fell.